The fidelity

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The Fidelity

  There he lay, my beloved, on the bedside, covered in crimson red blood, dripping from his body, all over the ground, my heart beat skipped, and I seized to breathe, eyes dwelling tears, they rolled down my cheeks, the melancholy struck my being, I ran toward him, praying him to open his eyes,

he lays so still,

my heart throbs with agony,

I screamed his name out loud, 

he pretends not to hear,

why am I punished like this?,

what did I do to ail him?

crushing his hand,

to  my chest,

I remind him the promise he made,

open your hazel eyes ,

Oh my love!

my hands are drenched in his blood,

Why did you kill thyself?,

my love,why?

I never betrayed you,

I never loved the other guy,

enduring the passion,

   and feiry in my heart,

I reach for the dagger next to him,

I tried to pursuade,

him back to life,

but my attempt failed!

YOU cannot come back to me,

but I can come to you,

to prove my fidelity....to you.

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